Chapter 138: Arrival at the Training Camp!

“Yeah, why were there beasts back there?” Alan also asked. He frowned and looked dazed, but his mind went a hundred miles an hour.

“I’ve never encountered such a situation either. I read that standard beasts only appear in the front lines of a Magical Beast area or a Mystic Realm. It’s indeed rare to see it at the city border. Spatial Rifts connecting other worlds appeared a hundred years ago, hence the Magical Beasts.”

“But I didn’t see any related records saying Spatial Rifts reappeared in our world after that.” Moss couldn’t think of a reasonable explanation for the phenomenon either.

Although he had read almost every book about Magical Beasts in White Deer High’s library, it could not compare to the National Library. Moreover, only high-ranking authorities in the National Library could access that top-secret information.

However, it was a sign of an upcoming Beast Tide.

Alan noticed Moss was still in deep thought, so he changed the topic and said, “Are we close to Black Dragon City yet, Moss? Will there be someone around to pick us up when we arrive?”

Alan’s words amused Baylon as he said snappily, “That’s wishful thinking! Our school couldn’t even send a bus to bring us there, so there’s no way someone will come and usher us in.”

“It’s okay. I’ve jotted down its location. The training camp is not too far from the bus station. It’s only twenty kilometers away. However, there doesn’t seem to be a bus leading directly to the training camp.” Moss looked out of the window, his face calm.

“Twenty kilometers?! You’re not thinking of going on foot, are you?!” Alan was anxious.

…

After walking for five kilometers, Moss, Alan, and Baylon finally arrived at the elite training camp located northwest of Black Dragon City.

“We took two buses and walked for five kilometers to get here. Everyone said Black Dragon City is a bustling metropolis, so why does it look like a godforsaken place instead?!” Alan furrowed his eyebrows.

“This place looks decent at best. I heard a few people calling the elite training program the Devil’s Training!” Baylon revealed a bitter smile as he spoke.

“All right, let’s go and meet the elites of S country!” Moss waved his hand and walked toward the gate.

The trio saw massive trees along the road leading to the gate and thought they were probably too big to hug.

The camp’s gate looked antique, and the oversized words embroidered in gold on the plaque looked worn and faded. Everything around the trio exuded its age and influence.

The trio showed their school recommendation letters to the staff at the gate and finally entered the training camp. Then the gorgeous female staff member in uniform showed them around the hall of fame.

The trio exclaimed whenever they looked at the names on the plaques, shining in golden light alongside their corresponding outstanding deeds.

The gorgeous staff member was probably used to that sort of thing. Her expression was frigid, and there wasn’t even a trace of a smile throughout the entire tour. Nonetheless, the trio was at a loss for words of praise as they went deeper.

“So many knights have been here before, Moss!” Alan discovered that the deeper they went, the longer it was. “There was a third-year level 20 knight here too! T-This guy is a level 25 knight, which is even more impressive!”

“There were many great participants who were knights in the early days. Other amazing people who were mages, alchemists, and beastmasters have also been here! We are indeed in the elite training program!”

No one could blame Alan and Baylon for exclaiming in excitement and disbelief.

Even Moss found the hall of fame members’ levels unbelievable because he possessed the Unlimited Evolution System and was only at level 15, even after receiving the mystery gift from the three-star Mystic Realm. Otherwise, he would only be at level 13.

“Sigh. It looks like I have no hope of getting my name in the hall of fame!” Alan’s head drooped like a deflated balloon.

“Don’t lose faith, Alan. Anything is possible. Look, that person is a level 19 alchemist!”

“You’re almost level 13, so you’re only six levels away from him, and you’re only a sophomore,” Moss encouraged Alan.

“Y-You’re right. I’m only a sophomore, and we still have a year before becoming third-year students!” Alan’s interest piqued again, and his confidence returned.

The trio was engrossed in what they saw when a cold voice sounded, “All right, that’s all for today. Follow me, and we’ll register your information.” With that, the lady walked toward the area ahead.

Alan and Baylon followed closely behind the lady, afraid they would get left behind. Meanwhile, Moss did not want to leave but followed in the end. His mind constantly replayed his grandfather’s words of advice.

…

Quickly after, a few people arrived at the information registration counter. Only after registering their information could the participants officially enter the training camp.

“Alan, level 12 alchemist, White Deer High, a second-year student.” While registering Alan’s information, a square-jawed officer became impatient. “Second-year? Are you here for fun or something? Isn’t there anyone else in White Deer High who can participate in the training program?”

Alan was about to lose it when Moss pulled Alan back and shook his head at him.

The square-jawed officer continued, “You, go to class B-23, dormitory B023! Your serial number is B-664. Next!”

“Moss, level 15 knight, White Deer High, a second-year student.” After registering Moss’s information, the square-jawed officer who had never raised his head to look at the participants suddenly looked up.

He picked up Moss’s recommendation letter, looked at it closely, and said coldly, “Aren’t you the one who won the Future Star award in the professional competition?”

“Yes, I am,” Moss said indifferently, his expression never-changing.

“You’re in class B-23, dormitory B023. Your serial number is B-666. Remember your serial number because that is how we will address you. Next!” The square-jawed officer said coldly. After that, he quickly sat down and continued registering the other participants’ information.

“All right, B-664, B-665, and B-666 listen up!” The cold voice sounded again, “The opening ceremony will begin at 4 pm. Do not be late. You can move around before that, but you aren’t allowed to enter the red zone! I will not repeat myself. Dismissed!” With that, the gorgeous lady turned around and left.

The lady’s cold voice lingered in the trio’s ears until she disappeared.

“Sigh, it’s a pity she’s like that.” Alan couldn’t help but sigh as he looked toward the lady leaving.

“What’s wrong?” Baylon was curious.

“She’s beautiful, but she has a stinky and ice-cold personality. How hopeless,” Alan replied.

“Come on, let’s go to the dorm and get settled. We still have time to familiarize ourselves with the environment.” Moss looked at the training camp’s map he had just received and walked toward building B.

The trio turned left and right before finally locating dorm B023.

Alan arrived at the door, but before taking another step forward, he stopped and back paddled. “Oh, dear!” Alan looked at Moss with a resentful expression. “You’re going the wrong way! We’re in the female dormitory!”

Moss was stunned. He looked at the sign in the upper right corner again. “B-But it says dorm B023!”

“Then why is Mill here?!” Alan revealed an awkward and shy expression.